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that save you from any chance of speaking unwisely. Now I myself am most curious about such matters; I was accustomed to be a scribe to old Queen Alinor and so I grew a taste for state affairs, but Ian will never mention a word of them." Alinor stared wide-eyed into the keen eyes that looked so steadily back into her own. She had neither the intention nor the expectation of being believed, but she was satisfied by the approval in Ela's glance. "I suppose it is because we are so lately married, and he has as yet no trust in me. Perhaps I can learn something to his benefit from the ladies, especially those in the queen's confidence. Then he will trust me better." |
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"Some of the ladies," Lady Ela twittered, "are more in the king's confidence than the queen's." |
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"Do tell me," Alinor whispered, hitching her chair a little closer to Lady Ela. "I must pay especially close attention to them." |
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